The mornings are endlessly entertaining 'round these parts. With track season earlier wake-ups, it's increased. I think I'm seriously messing with his dream schedule.
Me: "Get up." (After much very nice huggy/kissy prompting first, of course.)
Little guy: "I'm downloading!" (Yeah, and SNORING!)
Me: "Come on, get up."
Little guy: Much moaning and groaning as I get him to a standing/stumbling position and his brain is beginning to engage.
Me: "Do you remember what you said to me a few minutes ago?"
Little guy: "I don't know what you're talking about."
Me: "You said, 'I'm downloading.'"
Little guy: "I think my mind was getting spammed."
Er...can you say "way too much computer time"?!?!